"I thought you didn't care about anything."
A faint smile curved Kaguya's lips as she spoke in a deliberately cold tone.
Ever since he had rejected her, Hiroki had been intentionally avoiding her lately, which left Kaguya quite displeased.
"These two—Hayato and Hamura—I plan to train them myself."
"Hayato... Hamura..." Hiroki felt a complex mix of emotions stirring inside him.
So it was going to happen after all...
"Do they have any connection with the Emperor?" Hiroki asked again.
Although he completely dismissed the possibility that Kaguya was linked to the Emperor, he still couldn't shake his unease over how these two boys had come into existence.
A subtle smile appeared on Kaguya's face as she cast a glance outside the window.
The murky red hue once again swallowed the world whole.
The time for dusk had arrived.
The night belonged to her—now everything would fall into place just as she wanted.
She turned her gaze toward Ayano. The moment their eyes met, Ayano wisely excused herself.
"Kaguya, why won't you answer my question?" Hiroki asked once more.
The more frustrated he looked, the more delighted Kaguya became.
At least this proved that he cared.
Stepping closer, she softly asked, "Hiroki, how are your injuries?"
As she spoke, she had already unbuttoned his top, her nails lightly tracing invisible characters across his bare chest.
Hiroki stiffened instantly, instinctively stepping back several paces.
Covering himself, he said, "I've already treated them with Medical Ninjutsu. I'm fine, really."
Seeing him flustered, Kaguya allowed a slight, barely noticeable smile before moving even closer. "Let me help you tend to them."
"No, really, there's no need." He kept declining, but ultimately couldn't resist Kaguya's persistence and allowed her to remove his shirt, which she tossed carelessly onto the floor.
Gently running her hand across his back, Kaguya leaned forward and lowered her eyes to kiss the wound on his chest, even letting her tongue trail over it.
"I'm sorry—is it still sore?"
Her voice sounded sincerely apologetic, yet secretly she was thinking: If only I hadn't stopped myself at the very beginning...
Her actions left Hiroki feeling extremely awkward.
Kaguya gazed at that spot, filled with complicated emotions and intense anticipation. Letting out a soft breath, her lips curled upward slightly.
Being stared at like that made Hiroki feel somewhat embarrassed. He kept backing away until he could retreat no further—his back abruptly hit the wall with a thud.
Yet Kaguya wasn't ready to let go. Pressing herself against him, her hands roamed freely across his body.
"Kaguya, please stop acting up," he tried to stop her. As he looked down, his peripheral vision caught glimpses of what lay beneath her robe—a glimpse just barely visible. He involuntarily swallowed hard, captivated entirely by the sight before him, staring unblinkingly.
Even the way her red lips parted and closed while speaking seemed charged with meaning.
"What's wrong? You don't seem fine right now," Kaguya teased softly with pretended scolding, her ear catching Hiroki's increasingly heavy breathing.
His mind was a foggy mess. He couldn't remember what he'd come to talk about with Kaguya at all. All he felt was an uncontrollable longing, an insatiable yearning deep in his heart.
Ever since the Infinite Tsukuyomi, every time they met, Kaguya no longer wore those loose robes that used to cover her entire body. Now she dressed far more lightly...
Why was she pushing this? Could she really be *that* flirtatious?
Where had she learned these seductive techniques anyway—had she peeked into others' dreams during the Infinite Tsukuyomi?
Suddenly, Kaguya rose slightly onto her toes, pressing her entire body against him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head against his shoulder, her face flushed red.
Between them, tensions were razor-sharp—like two rivals meeting head-on in a narrow alley, ready to clash at any moment.
Hiroki suddenly shivered involuntarily. Kaguya, too, blushed deeply, her heart pounding with nervousness.
At this moment, his mind seemed ready to explode.
Since his body matured, he had always restrained himself.
Yet now, faced with Kaguya's temptation—and she of all people!
He couldn't resist at all.
Self-control? Meaningless.
I can't hold back anymore!
Seriously, I can't stand it!
It's killing me!
"Kaguya," he said, eyes filled with infinite desire as his hands gripped her clothes tightly. "You said we shouldn't cross the line, yet you're the one who keeps breaking our promise."
These words marked the last remnants of his reason.
But in Kaguya's ears, they sounded like an accusation and condemnation. Unable to see his expression, her heart instantly turned cold halfway. Her face paled abruptly, immense bitterness rising inside her.
Frustration and shame rushed in one after another.
She had already lowered herself this much, yet still faced rejection...
Could it be she truly held no charm? Could it be she would never measure up to *that* person?
The sky outside darkened further.
In that instant, Kaguya cast a glance outward. Her thoughts stirred. The red light of the Moon's Eye shone through the window, covering both their bodies with an eerie glow—an unsettling beauty, almost yao-yan.
Even Hiroki's eyes became clouded with murkiness.
Then, Kaguya swung her hand toward a certain direction.
[Otsutsuki Teleportation].
Hayato, Hamura, along with the baby cradle, were all transferred to Ayano.
Finally, nothing remained to cause any interference.
Now, this moment belongs only to the two of us.
And you will finally become mine...
"Don't call me Kaguya anymore," she whispered. "I hate it. Call me… Moon."
"Moon..." Hiroki murmured softly.
"I am yours, Hei," Kaguya whispered sensually, her breath warm against his ear as she leaned close.
In an instant, the final thread in his mind snapped.
With a *clack*, pieces of cloth fluttered to the floor—he had torn off her garments.
The curtain before the window fell down together.
...
"Hei... stay with me forever, okay?"
Forgive me, I didn't want things to go this way either.
But I asked you so many times, and each time you missed my meaning. I don't want to wait any longer...
I want to possess you, fill your heart, and replace that person.
I want you for myself alone—I refuse to share you with anyone else.
I would agree to anything for you… anything but that.
Fall into darkness with me.
"Okay~"
"Mm~" Kaguya wore a satisfied smile, her eyes hazy with passion as she spoke in an enchanting voice. A blush spread across her face.
...
The east brightened, dawn breaking.
A cool breeze swept through the open land, swaying wildflowers and grasses alike before slipping into the room.
Hiroki's eyes snapped open abruptly.
On the soft tatami mats lay Kaguya, sleeping beside him.
They were both completely naked, skin touching skin, sharing the same quilt with only a thin blanket covering their bodies.
Kaguya lay asleep, eyes closed and breathing steady, her smooth thighs pressed against him.
Staring at the ceiling, Hiroki's eyes flickered with confusion.
As he reached out hesitantly, his hand made contact with Kaguya's body.
Her body shivered slightly, whether from dreams or reality, a suspicious flush appeared on her face. Biting her lip, she murmured in her sleep, "Don't..."
Upon hearing her voice, Hiroki suddenly felt parched. He ran his hands up and down his body, then peeked carefully from under the blanket.
There were numerous visible bite marks scattered across Kaguya's body.
Likewise, his own neck also bore many similar marks across his shoulders and chest. His back ached faintly — how many times had she scratched him?
"These nails of hers..." Hiroki muttered with a bitter smile, rising carefully and quietly.
From memory to physical evidence, all pointed toward last night's passionate encounter.
Every detail remained vivid in his mind.
Yet a trace of doubt lingered.
He indeed remembered everything from last night.
But regarding the most crucial moments? He felt something missing.
Especially when they were intimate.
Though the process seemed intense, when trying to recall those sensations, he struggled to put them into words.
In short, it lacked depth.
Perhaps his mind was just dazed at that moment?
He wondered if being exposed to the Moon's Eye light too long had messed with his head like it did to others — made him slow-minded or something.
With this thought in mind, while still clear-headed, he picked up scattered clothing from the floor, threw them on hastily, and stepped out of the room.
Entering the study, he sat at the desk and pulled out a notebook, beginning to record some important information.
About [God Tree]...
Various [Ninjutsu] techniques he knew...
The [Dragon Vein]...
After thoroughly reviewing everything, he put the notebook away securely.
Then he got a woman's kimono from a servant girl and went back to the room where Kaguya was still resting.
Inside the room, Kaguya had already woken up, wrapped in the blanket as she sat cross-legged on the tatami mat.
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